Feng Lin often liked to be passive, but with the wedding cancellation dragging on until now, he had come to understand a few things.
These fiancées might just be some random picks by his old man in a moment of impulsiveness.
There were no complex relationships involved.
So when Feng Lin took the initiative to propose the wedding cancellation, it didn't really matter.
"I still don't know your name."
Feng Lin asked with a smile.
"Bai Wu."
Bai Wu said indifferently, raising her lips slightly.
Feng Lin nodded, "Bai Wu, you're not my type. Let's call off the wedding."
Bai Wu's eyes were fixed on Feng Lin, motionless.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Feng Lin continued, "You're very pretty, and you'll definitely find someone who truly loves you."
Feng Lin considered himself responsible enough.
He felt the women by his side were almost good enough.
Like Chi Jinghong, he had taken advantage of her quite a bit.
